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Hiding yourself, yet not really blocking
the pain inside, the screaming and mocking.
You think it's a secret; but it's clear to see
you're crumbling inside like a dying tree.
Thoughts from the past are screaming at you;
telling you lies and compliments are few.
You try to hide pain with that crooked smile;
but, I know I haven't seen your true grin in awhile.
However, I know that you have true joy inside.
It's hidden in your heart where His true love abides.
God and the love of your family is the real deal you see.
So stop letting your spirit crumble like a dying tree.
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